The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"No!" There were wailings in the auditorium. Countless young wizards could not accept this fact. Tom noticed that even Qiu Zhang, who was usually quiet, opened his mouth in surprise. To the little wizards, this incident was too appalling.

A school year without Quidditch? Is the magical world about to be destroyed?

Anger, shock, confusion and other emotions were brewing in the auditorium, but Dumbledore did not panic at all, because he knew that the next news would completely divert everyone's attention from the cancellation of the Quidditch match. .

"Because starting from October this year, Hogwarts will hold a very large event that will last for a whole school year. This event takes up a lot of time and energy from teachers and Ministry of Magic officials, but I believe it is all worth it, Everyone can take part in the fun of a lifetime and I’m delighted to announce that the Triwizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year.”

"Fuck!" Fred stood up from his chair in shock. He said loudly with disbelief on his face, "Are you kidding me?"

There was a burst of harmless laughter in the auditorium, and the bad atmosphere caused by the cancellation of the Quidditch match was swept away. Almost everyone laughed, even Dumbledore.

"Of course this is not a joke, Mr. Weasley, but since we are talking about jokes, I have a pretty good joke. Once upon a time, a troll, a dominatrix and a leprechaun walked into a pub together..."

Tom burst out laughing, attracting the attention of many people.

"Ah, Yodel, have you heard of this joke too?" Dumbledore asked happily on the stage.

Tom tried hard to suppress his laughter and used Occlumency like crazy: if what was in his mind was seen, he would be doomed! Things like transferring to another school can already be arranged on the schedule...

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall cleared her throat loudly, causing Dumbledore to quickly change the subject.

"Okay, it's really not appropriate to tell a joke here... Where did I go? Ah, yes, the Triwizard Tournament. Let me introduce to you what the Triwizard Tournament is..."

The Triwizard Tournament is a friendly competition between the three major magic schools in Europe. It is held every five years, and the organizer alternates between the three major magic schools. The Triwizard Tournament began about seven hundred years ago, but was eventually discontinued due to too many deaths.

"...The warriors have to compete in three magic projects to determine the winner. Everyone agrees that this is an excellent way for young wizards from different countries to establish friendship..."

Tom raised his eyebrows. Dumbledore might have some truth in what he said, but the core purpose of the Triwizard Tournament was never to provide a platform for young wizards to make friends. The key point is the "Big Three", which is an excellent way for Hogwarts, Durmstrang and Beauxbatons to expand their influence.

The introduction to the competition clearly states "a friendly competition between the three largest magic schools in Europe", so the schools that can participate in the Triwizard Tournament are the three largest magic schools in Europe. This name is nothing to Hogwarts, but it is still valuable to a magic school like Durmstrang that faces the competition of Kodos Dorez. And this is also a good opportunity for the "Yu Sanjia" to compete. The ranking of magic schools is extremely difficult to measure, and the Triwizard Tournament gives everyone a way to have direct dialogue. Which school has better students? Just look at the results of the Triwizard Tournament.

"Anyway, the time is ripe. In October, the principals of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will lead their carefully selected competitors, and on Halloween an impartial referee will select the representatives of each school... …The winner of the Triwizard Tournament will receive a prize of one thousand galleons.”

There was an atmosphere of excitement in the auditorium, and there were people at every table in the house watching Dumbledore feverishly, or whispering excitedly to their neighbors. Hermione was the only one who focused on the body count.

Of course, the little wizards are still in high spirits and have not yet realized a question: What kind of person can represent Hogwarts? They were all fascinated by the high bonus and the supreme honor.

Dumbledore's next words shattered the dreams of countless young wizards.

"The Ministry of Magic and participating schools agree that only students over the age of seventeen can register for the competition."

These words were like throwing a piece of bloody raw meat into a frying pan. Many young wizards froze in place, showing expressions of pain or anger. All their fantasies were struck by the shackles of age. Broken. The young wizards in the third, fourth and fifth years are undoubtedly the most miserable group of people in Hogwarts. They cannot catch up with this Triwizard Tournament and will miss the next one. In comparison, the first and second graders are the luckiest. They can be spectators of this competition and participants of the next one.

The opening ceremony ended with a mixture of excitement and disappointment. The students left the ceremony and walked towards the common room of their college.

"So what is the second half of Dumbledore's joke?" On the way back, Hermione thought of the half of Dumbledore's joke, and the curiosity in her heart ignited her thirst for knowledge.

"I don't know either, but look at the staff bench, are there a 'troll', a 'hag' and a 'little leprechaun'?" Tom raised his chin towards the staff bench.

Hermione looked towards the end of the auditorium and saw Hagrid, McGonagall and Professor Flitwick sitting on the staff bench, chatting and laughing.

Hermione immediately understood the essence of Dumbledore's joke. She suppressed her laughter and hit Tom: "You are really crazy. If they know, you will never have any spare time before Christmas."

"But speaking of which, I do have a joke that starts in a tavern."

Hermione:?

"Can you tell me something?"

"Of course not." Tom simply rejected Hermione's request. Most of these tavern jokes are vulgar and not suitable for a well-behaved girl like Hermione. They will lead to bad children.

"Piu! Piu!" Tom heard two strange slogans. He turned his head and saw Fred and George winking at him.

"What's the matter?" Tom walked up to the two living treasures.

"We are thinking about how to deceive the 'impartial referee' that Dumbledore said and successfully register for the Triwizard Tournament. Yodel, George and I will be seventeen next April! I think the two of us can try Give it a try.”

Tom looked at Fred and sighed: "Fred, George, this is the first time I've discovered that you two are so naive."

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Comes with a bar joke.

Tavern Joke (1): A man walks into a bar and behind the bar there is a glass bottle filled with banknotes. The man was curious and asked the bartender, "What's going on?" The bartender said, "As long as you put 100 yuan into this bottle and complete 3 tasks, all the money in the bottle will be yours." The man wanted to know. Which three tasks.

The bartender said: "In the first task, you need to defeat the strongest bouncer in our bar. In the second task, there is a mad dog with a broken tooth in the backyard. You need to pull out the tooth. In the third task, The owner of this bar lives upstairs. She is a widow. When she was young, she had fair skin and a slim figure, but now she is over 60 years old. Your task is to have sex with her to make her relive her youth."

The man was disapproving at first, but after drinking bottles of beer, he changed his mind. He threw 100 yuan into the bottle, then walked to the corner and killed the strongest bodyguard with one punch. Then, he swaggered into the backyard of the bar, only to hear a steady stream of wailing and screaming. Finally, 10 minutes later, the man opened the door and walked into the bar from the backyard. His body was bruised and bruised, and his clothes were torn and in tatters hanging on his body. All the drunkards in the bar cheered for him, and he only had one last task left. The man raised his hands above his head to signal for silence, and then shouted, "Now who can tell me where the bitch with the bad tooth is?"